Enigma ||Park Jimin||

*16* Hurts And Memories

Dreams in sleep have two types- sweet dreams and nightmares, even though none remains for too long.
It is you who chooses which one to hold the last drop of.

Y/N’s P.O.V-

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‘Y/N.’

I looked around to see the person calling me, finding no one instead. The voice was unusually cold and calm, holding no emotion, either good or bad. A feeling arising in my mind that won't let me let go of it, neither get hold of it, was poking me hard, telling me as if the voice was so familiar…to a person. That I knew so much. That I was really close to.

And that I wasn’t supposed to hear. At all. Anymore.

‘Oh Y/N. Just turn around. I am behind you.’

I stiffly turned around to look at the figure. My heart had turned already frozen by then, staring at the figure made my whole body turn into ice within one second.

...

Before me, there stood a petite figure of a pale girl. She was younger than I was by a few years, from the appearance. An unclean, discolored, blue sundress covered her slender body, torn and stitched here and there revealing its age oldness. Her long, voluminous, wavy brunette hair covered the face, keeping her identity to herself. Yet I knew who she was.

‘A…Anna.’ My voice struggled hard to come out of the vocal cords, for I being thoroughly panicked, ‘y…y…you??!!’
A tiny smirk flashed on the girl’s lips visible through her hair, ‘Surprised, Y/N?’
‘How? Weren’t you…d-’
‘Yes, I am. But why are you so shocked? I don’t get it. I used to be the one without whom you couldn’t even pass a single day.’

I stood still, unable to move or even speak a bit.

‘I see you’ve grown up all matured,’ she strolled back and forth, ‘Not just you. Everyone has. Except for me. I am just stuck with the same age, not growing up at all. It’s so frustrating...’

‘Even I wanted to grow up,’ she continued, ‘get a job, settle, marry, have kids, start a family, grow old but…things just ended too soon. Along with my dreams.’ She stopped her pace tuning her head to me.

‘Just. Because. Of. You.’

The sweetness and casualty in her voice were drastically changed into a dead cold, murderer’s voice.

‘It wasn’t…my fault, Anna...’ My voice started cracking, ‘Even I wasn’t aware of it. That he could go this extreme.’ Struggling hard to hold back my tears.

‘Really?’ The laugh to pass out of her vocal cords, it felt like thousands of glasses shattering to pieces, ‘It wasn’t YOUR FAULT??!!’ she yelled out loud, making me flinch and let a warm drop of a fearful tear stroll down my chin, ‘Look at me! If you had come by the right moment that time, I would never have to leave everyone, everything back!’

She stopped for a moment before speaking further, ‘The pain, when my face got burnt severely, with those fleshes inside attaining the inflamed death's shade…’ she touched her palm with her cheeks. ‘Unless I make you experience the same.’ She looked up at me with intense hatred and savageness.

I was afraid. People may die reaching their highest level of fear and shock and I was afraid of myself crawling up to that phase step after step. I hid my face under my palms and cried out loudly, 'I am sorry, Anna! I really am.. I didn’t want to lose you like that. I just didn’t know what to do…’
There passed a few moments in silence with just me crying as if my heart would break.